We are now in the airport in Paris waiting to depart to Jordan. I actually slept well on the overnight to Paris. My favorite thing about traveling is the people that you meet along the way. My seat neighbor on the flight from Atlanta was a young comedy writer and actress from L.A. headed to Paris on a mother/daughter vacation. Cool. Good luck in your career, Kate.
The closer we get to Iraq, the more emotional it becomes for the mothers. Earlier I noticed one of the moms being comforted by another in the airport. They are all really concerned about each other.
It’s been interesting to watch the reaction of other travelers as they hear about this group and why we are traveling. Southern accents tend to attract attention, so we are getting asked a lot about where we are from and where we are going. As other travelers hear and understand the story they are amazed. Some actually tear up. Almost always, you find them patting, hugging or thanking one of the mothers for the service of their children, and expressing condolences for their loss.
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